Stone Circle but why do I lie awake each night thinking

Sound of mind, she thinks after hearing him speak, though his body embedded with old and new wounds reveals the great depth of agony he must still be in.

“Terrible,” she breathes, and then quickly, “Not that you look terrible, just what you’ve been through,” She shrugs a bony shoulder and seats herself some distance from the ailing boy. He doesn't exactly look great, either. But he doesn’t need her to state the obvious. “I’m Tauris, by the way.” She introduces, whiskers along her mouth giving a twitch.

“Can I bring you anything? Fetch your…nurse?”

This song and dance is still very much new. Alone, she would have done her best to skirt every stranger she came across. Now she seeks for wolf-scent, and learns how to temper her careless tongue. To represent Kvarsheim, in the face of their neighbors. She's still deciding if this is all for her.